Song Of Artillerymen

In our hearts burns love for our native land
We go into mortal combat for the honor of our motherland
Cities are burning, engulfed in smoke
The stern god of war thunders in the gray forests

Artillerymen, Stalin gave the order!
Artillerymen, the Motherland calls us!
From many thousands of batteries
For the tears of our mothers
For our Motherland - fire! Fire!

Find out, dear mother, find out wife-friend
Find out, distant home and all my family
That our steel blizzard strikes and burns the enemy
That we carry freedom to our native lands!

Chorus

The hour of victory will strike, the campaigns will come to an end
But before we go back to our dear homes
In honor of our Leader, in honor of our people
We will give a joyful salute in the victorious hour!

Artillerymen, Stalin gave the order!
Artillerymen, the Motherland calls us!
From many thousands of batteries
For the tears of our mothers
For our Motherland - fire! Fire!